Tonalité : G minor•
Intro 1
Gm
Eb
Cm
F
Verse 1
Gm
Told 'em I was gonna
be somethin'
That broke shit made me sick,
big appetite with a weak stomach
Cm
Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga,
Gm
Eb
I was lost in them streets runnin'
And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish,
Cm
ran through three hundred
Verse 2
F
Just happy I did it, nigga,
Gm
nobody ever gave me nothin'
Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle,
but I just keep stuntin'
30 in the mag, you get body- bagged,
Eb
I'm just gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
Cm
I'm just gon' keep stompin'
F
I'm just gon' keep stompin'
Verse 3
Gm
Plottin' on the come- up, we
was schemin'
Now I hit the stage and they screamin'
I was tryna cope through them hard times
For them X pills, I was fiendin'
Eb
Got a bad bitch, honey skintone, pretty long hair,
she Belizean
Cm
Tryna tell you, girl, I can't love you,
F
I'm a cold- hearted lil' demon
Verse 4
Gm
Dysfunctional, I can't show affection,
might bug out for no reason
Really you don't even gotta be here
I done got so used to people leavin'
Eb
You was ridin' for me
Then you switched up,
now it's fuck you and I mean it
Cm
Couple situations left me traumatized
F
Now I say less 'cause I'm speechless
Verse 5
Gm
If my brother need it, then I got him
Man, the whole gang know
how I'm bleedin'
Tryna wake up from them nightmares,
Cm
devil in my ear while I'm dreamin'
Gm
Eb
In my past life, did some bad things,
I know karma tryna get even
Cm
Tryna get away from all the drama
F
Hopped in the Benz,
now I'm speedin'
Verse 6
Gm
Told 'em I was gonna be somethin'
That broke shit made me sick,
big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga,
Eb
I was lost in them streets runnin'
And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish,
Cm
ran through three hundred
Verse 7
F
Just happy I did it, nigga,
Gm
nobody ever gave me nothin'
Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle,
but I just keep stuntin'
30 in the mag, you get body- bagged,
Eb
I'm just gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
Cm
I'm just gon' keep stompin'
F
I'm just gon' keep stompin'
Verse 8
Gm
Goofy tried stealin' my phone
Look, these niggas corny,
these niggas can't come on my corner
I'm the one do what I wanna
I made the guys spin that bitch
every day like a carnival
Eb
Bought her a Patek Philippe
'cause she wanted one
These niggas nothin' like me,
I am one of one
Cm
Take the Bentley,
four hundred, I pay the bond
F
You ain't scarin' no one with no
Gm
gun in this bitch
Verse 9
Gm
Everybody go dumb in this bitch Niggas
hoes and they mama a bitch
In the hood like Obama and shit
Presidential tint, no tellin' who in it
Eb
Ask around, I bet they tell
you we winnin'
Different foreign cars,
ain't none of 'em rented
Hundred million cash,
Cm
I'm comin' to get it
F
Out in Cali', but my mind in the trenches
Verse 10
Gm
I advise the boy to play his position
Run it up and show love to my city
Never leave 'em, I'm
bringin' 'em with me
Keep a glizzy, it's goin' in with
me, I can't let 'em get me
Eb
No time for bullshit,
I'm sorry, I'm busy
Cm
I'ma go hard 'til I'm 40 or 50
Niggas be talkin', but they never do shit
So if it ain't money,
I don't even listen
Verse 11
Gm
Told 'em I was gonna be somethin'
That broke shit made me sick,
big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga,
Eb
I was lost in them streets runnin'
And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish,
Cm
ran through three hundred
Verse 12
F
Just happy I did it, nigga,
Gm
nobody ever gave me nothin'
Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle,
but I just keep stuntin'
30 in the mag, you get body- bagged,
Eb
I'm just gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
Cm
I'm just gon' keep stompin'
F
I'm just gon' keep stompin'
Outro 1
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